American Old Time Song Lyrics: 54 Molly Is Out Of Sight
Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 54
MOLLY IS OUT OF SIGHT.
Copyright. 1896, by W. C. Dunn.
Words by W. C. Dunn. Music by G. Reichmann.
My sweetheart's name is Molly,
She's sweet sixteen and jolly;
She's a gem of a girl,
Each tooth is a pearl,
And she's my baby dolly.
She's a teasing, little sprite,
With smile like sunshine bright,
She's stolen my heart,
From her I'll ne'er part,
Oh, Molly is out of sight.
My Molly Is out of sight-the sweetest girl I know:
In love with her I'm quite, and she calls me her beau.
My Molly's a prize that I idolize: she's a bright little mite,
Your heart she'd delight, oh, Molly is out of eight.
I want to marry, Molly,
She says that's only folly;
That she's too young,
her life's just begun,
And all that sort of jolly.
But some day, just for spite,
She'll marry me all right;
I'm willing to wait
For a prize so great,
For Molly is out of sight.-Chorus.
When I leave my sweetheart nightly,
I kiss her cheek politely;
Then cross the street,
And my eyes seek
Her room, w here light shines brightly.
Soon I see my fairy sprite
Preparing for the night,
But, oh, all to soon,
The room's cast in gloom,
And Molly is out of sight.-Chorus.
One day came Dudey Cholly,
To call upon my Molly;
He brought bouquets,
Their size would amaze,
And gave her quite a jolly.
She left me in sad plight,j
Eloped with him one night,
Could I meet that dude,
I'd treat him rude.
But Cholly is out of sight.
So Molly is out of sight! she's left me in the lurch;
With a dude she's taken flight, and for that dude I'll search.
He's captured the prize that I idolize; if 'twas right to fight,
That dude I'd smite, if he wasn't out of sight.